Will You Bear My Child?

A/N: Hello all. I decided to make this it's own little story. This is a one- shot that can stand-alone but it might make better sense if you read my story 'The Unexpected Gets Unexpected' first. This chapter would be when Sango and Miroku leave after Naraku is destroyed. This is really only my second lemon, or third if you count the first chapter of 'The Unexpected Gets Unexpected'. Well as promised this is what happens when Miroku and Sango get back to her village. Once again a huge thanks to my beta reader and friend, Nekoana. What would I do without you?

Disclaimer: Well my bank account says I have 24 cents so I guess that shows that I couldn't possible own Inuyasha or any of it's characters.

~~ Will You Bear My Child? ~~

Sango and Miroku traveled all day to make it to the site of the exterminator village before nightfall. They both knew they had a great deal of work waiting for them at the ruined village. With the top exterminators of the village killed, it was left open to nearby youkai. Most of the inhabitants had fled into the nearby countryside, leaving their homes to be destroyed.

The two travelers reached the village just as the sun was setting. Miroku built a fire and started an evening meal while Sango left to visit the grave of her little brother.

After walking for a few minutes, she came to the place where the village dead were buried. She walked slowly among them, placing fresh flowers of each grave. Far in the corner, two graves sat. One was older than the other. The turned up dirt could still be seen, but new green grass was starting to blanket the mound. The other was fresh.as fresh as it had just been dug yesterday. Sango knelt down between the two and sighed. It HAD been dug yesterday. She took the two remaining les les of flowers and placed them on the freshly turned soil of her little brother's grave and on the older soil of her father's grave.

"Father" she began in a low voice. "It's finally finished. I'm avenged your death. Naraku is destroyed and Kohaku is finally at rest. I'm going to get married. You'd be proud of me." She felt like she was going to cry. She knew if her father had lived he would love to meet Miroku and he would be proud of her.

She moved over to her brother's grave. She wondered how Kagome got so much done so quickly. She leaned forward and placed her hand on the cool grave soil.

"Kohaku, my little brother. Things were not supposed to be like this. You were supposed to grow up and be happy. I'm sorry Naraku took your life away from you. I'm sure it will be better this way. I miss you very much and I know when I have children I will name my first son after you. I don'tn ton to sound so mushy. I just miss you and love you." This said, she stood and walked back to where Miroku was waiting with their supper.

When she got back she saw him sitting by the fire in front of one of the only standing huts left in her village. He looked up at her and smiled. She smiled back and joined him next to the fire.

He gestured over his shoulder. "This hut was in the best condition out of the others. We can sleep in here tonight"

"Where's Kirara?" Sango asked as she took a bowl from him and began eating.

"She's inside. I'm sorry if dinner isn't that good. I'm not as good a cook as you are." He flashed her one of his infamous smiles.

"I'm not that good houshi-sama." Sango turned away and blushed.

"I thought you weren't going to call me that anymore Sango. I mean, unless you changed your mind about marrying me?" Miroku set down his bowl and turned to look her in the eyes.

"No. No.I haven't changed my mind. Gomen nasai. It's a old habit." Sango stood to take care of her empty bowl.

"Here, let me get that for you." Miroku took her bowl and stood up. He disappeared inside the darkness of the hut, reappearing a few moments later. He resumed his position next to her.

"Sango, can I ask you something?" Miroku moved closer. He was now in groping distance but Sango remained calm.

"Hai Miroku." Sango giggled as she tried his name out on her tongue. She liked the way it sounded.

"Were you ever envious of Kagome?"

Sango gave him a puzzled look.nvionvious of Kagome? Why would he ask me a question like that?' "What do you mean by that Miroku?"

"I mean, did you ever wish you could have been in her situation? She has a wonderful life."

"She also has to deal with the death of her mate, the one she loved the most, next to her own son. Bnuyanuyasha probably won't give up on her, so she'll have him. I guess I could be envious of Taro. I really don't have any family anymore. Even thought she lost Kouga she'll always have a part of him with Taro." Sango stared off into the fire.

Miroku moved closer to her and put his arm around her. "It not true about you not having family. You have family in Kagome, Inuyasha, Shippo and Taro. They all love you. You have me. I'll always love you."

Miroku leaned to and and put his fingers under Sango's chin, bringing her face closer to his own. He leaned in and lightly brushed his lips against hers. As quickly as it began it was over.

Sango's eyes were closed when Miroku moved away. She slowly opened her eyes and looked into Miroku's violet eyes. Sango watched as the lecherous smile crept onto his face.

"Sango.will you bear my child?"

Sango couldn't help but laugh. This simple phrase, which had infuriated her before, now made her giddy and excited. She felt her blush return and had to hold her stomach. She finally stopped laughing and gave Miroku a look of pure lust.

Before he could make a move, Sango launched herself forward onto Miroku's stomach. She attacked his lips in a deep passionate kiss. Miroku kissed back instantly. He put one hand behind her head to pull her closer and the other slowly made it way to her bottom. Sango gasped when she felt his hand on her rear and Miroku took that opportunity to deepen the kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth and seemed to dance against her tongue. Sango moaned softly at the feeling and pressed her body harder against him. Miroku finally pulled away to catch his breath and stared up at Sango.

"I guess your answer is yes then?" Miroku asked.

"You think?" Sango giggled again and stood up, pulling Miroku to his feet.

Sango let go of his hand and gave him a seductive wink. She turned and walked over to the entrance of the hut, making sure to sway her hips enticingly. Miroku needed no encouragement. He followed and joined her on the futon in the corner. He sat next to her and pulled her close, running his hands through her hair and whispering her name. He slowed leaned into her, pushing her back onto the soft futon. Miroku once again captured her lips in another passionate kiss. He slid his tongue along her teeth, willing her to open her mouth. She did just that, but slid her tongue out to meet his.

Miroku moved his hand to the ties of Sango's kimono. He fumbled with the knot and finally pulled it open exposing her skin to his view. He moved his kisses down to her jaw and down to her neck. He nipped and kissed at her neck, earning a few low moans.

Sango worked at relieving Miroku of his outer robe, leaving only his inner kimono and hakama between them. (A/N: We are going to assume that Sango is only wearing a simple kimono and Miroku is wearing his outer robes and an inner kimono or undershirt and hakama). Sango slid her hands in the opening of the undershirt to put her hands on Miroku's chest. His heavy robes hid his muscular body. Sango pulled the shirt off him and discarded it over the side of the futon.

Miroku kisses drifted down from Sango's neck, across her collarbones and into the valley between her breasts. He moved breast to her stomach, swirling his tongue around her bellybutton and then back up. He pushed the rest of her kimono off her body and moved his hands to cup one of her breaHe mHe moved the other to her lower back and pushed her body closer to him. He massaged her breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers. Sango began to moan louder. She entangled her fingers in his short black hair, freeing it from its short ponytail. Miroku replaced his fingers with his mouth and whirled his tongue around her now hard nipple. He switched back and forth between breasts, massaging the one that wasn't in his mouth.

Sango moved her hands from his hair to the back of his neck. Miroku lifted his head and trailed kisses back up to her lips. He felt himself get more aroused the the little noises and moans Sango was making beneath him. He claimed her lip again for a chaste kiss. He moved his 'cursed' hand down her body to her stomach and lower still. He moved it to the junction between her legs. He slowly massaged the sensitive bud that resided there. Sango began to buck her hips and moan louder, pushing to get closer to him. Miroku ed hed his other hand flat on her stomach to keep her in place. He moved his other hand to slowly entered a finger into her warm moistness. He moved it in and out as Sango copied the motion, pushing her hips back and forth with his hand. He slid another finger inside and increased his speed, gaining even more movement from Sango. He used his thumb to massage the bud once again.

Just before he felt she was about to climax, he removed his hand, earning a grunt of protest from Sango. He moved between her legs while he removed his pants. Miroku positioned himself at her entrance and leaned down to kiss her again on the lips.

"Sango?" Miroku said her name in between kisses.

Sango's eyes were still closed so the only response Miroku got was an "Hmm".

"Sango are you sure you want to do this? We could always wait." Miroku stopped kissing her and gave her a serious look.

Sango leaned up and kissed him on the lips. "Hai".

Miroku smiled and kissed her again as he slowly pushed inside her. He stopped and waited for her to adjust before making another move. Sango wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing him deeper into her. She was prepared for the pain. Miroku gave her a fleeting kiss on the lips and nibbled his way across her face. He whispered gently in her ear and then took her earlobe in his teeth, giving it a quick nip as he thrust through her barrier. Sango gasped as a small burst of pain radiated out from her center. But as soon as it had started it was gone, and she was ready for more.

Miroku moved in and out of Sango slowly, waiting for her permission to speed up. He wanted to go faster that very instant, but didn't want to hurt her body, tight and unaccustomed, as it was to love making. The slow pace was torture for him, but he cared only for her enjoyment.

The slow pace wasn't getting Sango anywhere, either. She felt like she was on the verge of a wonderful feeling but knew she would never get there with Miroku's slow movements. She wreathed below him, willing him to pick up the pace.

"Miroku . please . go faster.." Sango pleaded.

Miroku didn't need to be told twice. He moved faster, thrusting harder and faster into her, towards her center. Sango's moans grew louder along with Miroku's grunts of pleasure.

Miroku felt himself nearing his peak but wanted to make sure Sango joined him. He moved his hand down to where their bodies jointed and massaged the small joining of nerves between her legs. This brought Sango over the edge. Her inner walls tightened around Miroku's shaft and she screamed his name as she climaxed. Miroku thrust a few more times and climaxed, emptying his seed into Sango.

Miroku collapsed next to Sango and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead and smoothed her rumpled hair, giving her a wry grin. She smiled up at him and closed her eyes. Miroku settle into the futon and pulled the blanket around them.

"I love you Sango." Miroku said as he wrapped his arms tighter around her.

Sango smiled and snuggled closer to him. "I love you too Miroku."

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A/N: I know I know clique ending but I thought it was appropriate. Ok that's it. This is finished. There is no more. This is what ens ens at Sango's village. I could make a story out of this and say what Miroku's and Sango's life is like but I said this was a one-shot and that what it will stay. Thank you everyone who read this and if you reading this you should reallyck ock out my other story.

Ja mata, Soranji-chan